It’s here – midnight & indigo issue no.12! midnight & indigo celebrates Black women writers with the fourth Speculative fiction issue of…
I email him and tell him that I want to see him. I send it via email because I deleted his number…
The last time I tried to kill him, I failed miserably. No blood, no 911 calls, hell – he didn’t even know…
About time, Rose grumbled under her breath as she snatched up her two half-filled garbage bags from the ground and made her…
At bedtime, the little girl I babysat grabbed my shirt and whispered, “Don’t go there.” “Go where?” I picked her up and…
The buzzer rang. In exactly three and a half minutes, she would be outside of my door. I waited for my screams…
It’s not right for a daughter to see her father naked. I’m sure my father knows this, and deep down in her…
I. Rose stood in her tiny, cluttered living room, trying to remember why she was there. “Go brush your teeth and find…
My eyes shot open. I must’ve dozed off. My head was pounding. Perhaps it was the bright, fluorescent light in this cold,…
“Ma’am? Ma’am, are you okay?” I shielded my eyes from the glaring sunlight. Its warmth usually brightened my spirits but for some…
1966 Sweat trickled down James’s forehead. The screaming from the crowd was earsplitting. The lights were so bright around the ring, and…
Many days we passed Miss Daisy’s house and yelled hi. She would usually call us up on her front porch to visit.…
The thick warmth of the air engulfs me as I step off the plane. “This is it,” I whisper to myself. I…
T he repass would be at our house. Gram’s closest friend, Mavis, would handle the floral arrangements. The funeral would take place…
When her reflection stared back at her, proud and plus-sized often went horribly in these pageants. Ronda knew her place at such…
The hand rubbing my back is not soothing me at all. Why are hospital gowns made so that at least one body…